I have little cooking talent, but because I love sugar, I have made it a point to experiment a little with baking. The results have been mixed, but I have been proud of a few outcomes. Having to prepare food is an excellent excuse for procrastinating, so if practice makes perfect, my prospects are promising. Most things with sugar will do; Things that are challenging--within reason--are most fun. All of the women on my mom's side of the family hated cooking and only did it because they had to. If grease is a tradition, then that is what was passed down from my dad's side. Baklava, apple pie and a pretty darn good chocolate cheesecake. I had almost no cooking experience when I left for college, and with a few exceptions I stuck to eating sandwiches on a daily basis. After picking up a beginners cookbook, I decided to fry my first chicken (on stovetop). It ended up smoking, and it set off my fire alarm. I ended up putting the pan in the sink and dousing it with water. Yes, I ate it anyway.